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In the kingdom castle of the Arctic lays a young boy only 4 in a bed of silks and rich fabrics
his hair blonde nearly white knotted with sleep and his bed a mess is the youngest prince of the Arctic Theseus or more fondly known as Tommy.
"Prince Theseus it is time you wake up, you are expected at breakfast with the royal family." Is what woke Tommy this morning and it is said by his favorite maid, Niki, whose pink hair was tied in a simple up do.
But even if she is his favorite I winey "Nooooo, I'm still tired Niki." is what leaves his mouth.
A chuckle is the only response he is gifted as Niki comes into his chambers to help him dress and ready himself for the day.
"Young prince, you mustn't leave your family waiting, now, up, let's get you dressed." Niki urges as Tommy lays still in his bed.
Eventually Niki gets young Tommy out of the bed and ready to start the day. The outfit Niki chose for the day consists of a cream poets blouse with a red vest over the top with some loose pants.
At this time the young boy's bodyguard a man of the name Sam entered the room of the prince with a slight knock on the door.
"Ahh, I see this prince is ready for the adventures this day may hold." Sam said, still stood in the doorway.
"Sam!!" Came the young voice of this prince as he called for the man that he spent most days with.
Niki looked in the direction of Sam while Tommy escaped her hands to get to the man. "Good morning, Sam, has your morning been enjoyable so far?" Niki said with amusement in her tone as she watched Tommy run to Sam.
"It's been good Niki, now it would be good to get this young prince to the dinning hall for breakfast, he must be hungry by now." And as if summoned by his words little Tommy's stomach let out a loud growl.
Sam chuckle at that, "well come on little prince let's walk to the dinning hall." Sam was quick to suggest.
And immediately out of Tommy's mouth came "No! Carry!" A winey cry.
"Come on prince Theseus, you have learned how to walk, you shouldn't be carried anymore." Sam, having heard this many a time before, reasoned.
Normally where this would work Tommy was in no mood for it today and was quick to throw him self to the floor. "Carry! Carry! Want you to carry me!" Tommy blooming tantram becoming quite obvious.
Sam looked over at Niki with a deadpan stare. Niki, who had been chuckling at Sam's predicament, surged her shoulders to answer the unasked question of what he should do.
"Okay, my prince, I shall carry you for now, but you shouldn't expect this to be a common occurrence. Okay young prince?" Sam decided as his answer.
"YAY, Sam carry, thank you Sam!!" Tommy's young and high voice cheered.
"Well, come here my prince I shall carry you to the dinning hall." Sam only reply was.